CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Drive On My Own
I felt stuck on the block
But that feeling all changed when I flooded my watch
I put grams in a bowl and faith in my wrist
I came out of jail and conned the 8th of a brick
I put jokes aside and I make sh*t happen
It's straight back to cunch if I don't make it rapping
And I can't relate if that grind don't pay
Cause I whip 50 racks off a half brick of yay, it's nuts
Like, even my pedals was f**ked but alot sh*t changed when I headed up cunch
I had rips in my jeans now my balmain zips got a b*t*h on her knees
And I don't give a toss if the kitchen is f**ked
A sink and a stove and I'm whipping up
I dropped 18 and never counted a loss
Cause I swore that I'd never put a doubt in the pot
I put 36 ounces on my watch and I made it all when I bounce off the block
And from a kitchen stove, I gained an obsession of whipping O's
How many times did I take that risk, and I have to slow down cause I'm taking the p*ss
I don't doubt bro cause he's definitely on
Just show Slim a brick and it's definitely gone
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I think too much when I drive on my own
N***as thinking stuff so we glide with our poles
Sh*t is gonna work cause I stick to the plan
Told bro head down and stick to the trap
And I don't like n***as so I stick to the cats
I'm just a young n***a putting bricks in the flats
Pedal bikes days I used to love that sh*t
If we're talking OT then I hugged that strip
Ain't nothing but changes and money on my mind
And life is like a race and I'm running this grind
I came up everyday taking a risk
And if rap don't work I'm taking a trip
They said I'm taking the p*ss cause the coke come clean but I lace it with mix
So I gotta take my time, ever turn a phone on and earn a bag by 9?
I never used to make maths on time cause I used to skip school and put cats on lines
My n***a told me stack those grands, I just put 50 in elastic bands
I came a long way from the block with my ruck sack on trouser tucked in my sock
I found a way out pebbling a brick 26 on my wrist cause there's levels to this sh*t
And every other day I come home sweating cause the pigs on my arse but I still go and get it
Mum said son you look different in Gucci, I turn on the blender ain't making a smoothie
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But that feeling all changed when I flooded my watch
I put grams in a bowl and faith in my wrist
I came out of jail and conned the 8th of a brick
I put jokes aside and I make sh*t happen
It's straight back to cunch if I don't make it rapping
And I can't relate if that grind don't pay
Cause I whip 50 racks off a half brick of yay, it's nuts
Like, even my pedals was f**ked but alot sh*t changed when I headed up cunch
I had rips in my jeans now my balmain zips got a b*t*h on her knees
And I don't give a toss if the kitchen is f**ked
A sink and a stove and I'm whipping up
I dropped 18 and never counted a loss
Cause I swore that I'd never put a doubt in the pot
I put 36 ounces on my watch and I made it all when I bounce off the block
And from a kitchen stove, I gained an obsession of whipping O's
How many times did I take that risk, and I have to slow down cause I'm taking the p*ss
I don't doubt bro cause he's definitely on
Just show Slim a brick and it's definitely gone
x2
I think too much when I drive on my own
N***as thinking stuff so we glide with our poles
Sh*t is gonna work cause I stick to the plan
Told bro head down and stick to the trap
And I don't like n***as so I stick to the cats
I'm just a young n***a putting bricks in the flats
Pedal bikes days I used to love that sh*t
If we're talking OT then I hugged that strip
Ain't nothing but changes and money on my mind
And life is like a race and I'm running this grind
I came up everyday taking a risk
And if rap don't work I'm taking a trip
They said I'm taking the p*ss cause the coke come clean but I lace it with mix
So I gotta take my time, ever turn a phone on and earn a bag by 9?
I never used to make maths on time cause I used to skip school and put cats on lines
My n***a told me stack those grands, I just put 50 in elastic bands
I came a long way from the block with my ruck sack on trouser tucked in my sock
I found a way out pebbling a brick 26 on my wrist cause there's levels to this sh*t
And every other day I come home sweating cause the pigs on my arse but I still go and get it
Mum said son you look different in Gucci, I turn on the blender ain't making a smoothie
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